Hair's Dreamy affair

I am  as night's black, soft and supple when born,
I am  as lantern's shiny, strandy and flowy when grown.

Straight, wavy and curly are my various forms,
Goldy, browny and silvery are my colour norms.

I can be a pattern braided if well maintained,
But I can be a satin knotted if not entangled.`
I can be short, midlength and long,
In which I can be a brat, girly and ever feminine damsel.

Loads of oil, scented rinses and home made recipes are in vogue,
Molds of toil, stress stained lives and junk food stuff made me a rogue.
Codes of spoil, short length starnds & dye bound texture thought me to provoke,
Broods of royal, glistening long strands & feminine diva looks are craving me to revoke.

Glance the neck's dance with strands uncaused turbulence,

Long hair swooning and drooling on a moon lit nocturne on my neck,
Wavy hair roaming like a long waited knighthood 's maiden meet with my princess neck.
Dreamy hair romancing along gentle breeze's touch with my tendery neck,
Glossy hair flowing like a springing river destining spendidly to date with my neck.

O' Black golden beauty I nurture you with life,
O' Priceless crowning beauty I future you with no grief,
O' Crown's radiant damsel's beauty finally I nature you with flowery jewels in brief.

Chalk Art"Gajendra circle with two elephants & fountain"

IIT MADRAS's Sole famous junction ie. " Gajendra Circle with two elephants & a water fountain" Carved out of chalk piece.

Yearning Home...

Mouth watering dishes and sweet toothed cookies awaiting at home,
Ever longing granny and river bound ally baths awaiting for some.


My Holi-holy days began with,


Colorful kites dancing in the sky,
and intimate buddies prancing in rural way.
Stealing guavas from farmer's fields,
and sealing lies from recent movie feeds.


Late night gossips,
and gate flight mischiefs became a grave habitual.
Afternoon warm baths, 
and rinsing sins with temple visits became a usual ritual.


Once in a while hear great granny's bed time stories,
Chance in a mile we run at roadside candies.
Munched on stolen chopped mangoes dried at neighborer's terrace,
Plunged into the mob for a rural cock fight's glance.


The day with a nap on my mom's lap 
and the day after a gap at my home's wrap ceased my Holy-holi days.

Mind-heart impressions

Floral breeze swimming across my heart,
Coral breeze walking beside my feet,
Moral values losing behind our lives.

Where are the true,honest virtues lying in this world, where everyone's mind lingering with greed around materialistic issues.

There comes a day not far behind wrapped up full of death knell calls from Lord to surrender at the feet of thy true immortal soul.

Exaggerated Tejo mahalaya. aka "TAJ MAHAL"...

Hmmm...for the world of love....for the love of thyself,thine parents,soul mates, friends, between siblings...and Lord's love....I have expressed through this symbolic exagerated astonishing master piece(CHALK piece Taj Mahal) and which is one of wonders of the world...thats "TAJ MAHAL".....Hats off to such marvel stucture...but rutheless was the chopping of the skillful hands of the "craftsmen & designers"....
So jus hav a look at this exaggerated piece....

Note: It just an exagerated piece..not intended to hurt anyone's sentiments or beliefs...